Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Ten Songs About Sex ❯ Track One: Walk This Way ( Chapter 1 )

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Notes from the Miko: I was reading a lovely karaoke fic when it hit me: it doesn’t seem so realistic that Aya and Yohji would, even when drunk, spontaneously jump on stage and declare their love for each other through song. Hm, I thought, what would really happen, perhaps I can be the one to write a realistic, karaoke-based fic–no chance.

This is SMUT.

Warnings include: PWP, public displays of affection, alcohol consumption, alcohol consumption by minors, a bit of cross-dressing, original characters, drunk Aya, gender play (only w/ OCs), handjob, oral, fingering, tiniest bit of come play, yaoi, yuri, bad language, and ten other offensive things I forgot to mention – but any actual sex? What kind of pervert do you think I am? Hehe.

Now, I make no apologies for the man-porn you are about to receive, but a note on the original characters if you will. I normally don’t go in for OCs (unless I intend to kill them off quickly and painfully) but a few snuck in here to help the numbers (no self-insertion; I vehemently oppose those because, really, what fangirl wouldn’t spend the whole fic humping Yohji’s leg, ne? Not helpful.). I was gonna add Schwartz, but at that point I was still thinking “original karaoke fic” and not “smutfest.” And, uh, about the yuri . . . gomen nasai! I quarantined it to a single chapter, labeled it properly, and made it easy to skip at your discretion; there’s no plot anyway…

Okay, no more intro notes for the rest of the fic! It’s completely written, so if there’s enough interest, I’ll revise and post fairly quickly for you guys. Thanks for reading!

P.S. Yes, having been to karaoke in Japan, I am aware that normal Japanese do not make a habit of having sex in karaoke rooms. But pretty boys do, so let’s just all pretend and enjoy the senseless porn, okay?




Ten Songs About Sex

Track One: Walk This Way




“Yohji, no.”

“Come on, man! Everybody’s doing it.”

Omi rolled his eyes at Yohji’s poor imitation of a pusher, deciding to step in before the older man completely ruined their chances.

“It’ll be fun, Aya-kun,” he smiled.

“And you can just sit and watch if you want,” Ken added.

Aya felt it distinctly; he was being ganged up on. Sitting warily on the couch, he glanced at his teammates. Ken was pulling on his leather jacket, getting his arm stuck in the process and turning around himself in an attempt to fix it, looking too much like a puppy chasing its tail. Omi, now looking at Ken, was using guilt; Omi was especially good at the guilt, coupling it with that wide-eyed, innocent expression. And then Yohji; he looked about as innocent as a rattlesnake. When he caught Aya’s gaze, he winked. Aya looked away quickly and tried to formulate a response.

Three sets of eyes weighed on him heavily, expectant.

“I’ll go.”

“Yes!” Omi cried, catching himself just before he hugged the man.

“I’m not singing.”

~*~

Aya was going to kill Yohji. He wasn’t sure how it was going to happen, but it would happen. The blonde simply had too much of a hold over his life, and, even though Aya had given no outward sign, he had a more than a sneaking suspicion that the other man knew it too.

First, he’d been dragged out…here. He was fairly sure that was Yohji’s doing; his response certainly sprang from Yohji’s presence in the plot as he denied Omi and Ken on a regular basis. Second, he was wearing…this. He cursed himself silently for letting Yohji not only dig around in his closet, but practically dress him; the blonde had to be physically run out of his room after he had laid Aya’s clothes out. Third, he made Aya feel…no, he wasn’t going to go over that again.

Shoving the thought aside, he stepped out of the Seven and stared at the place that would be his doom, or at least that of his dignity.

~tbc~

Evil Hentai Slug: Review to get the smut. What? Expecting someone else? No, no, this is my fic now . . .